Carrying his daughter-in-law across the river

"Crack..."

A flash of lightning illuminated the trees outside the window and the distant buildings, casting a shadow on the wall inside the room. The lightning bolt 　　had

struck. That 　　shadow was me 　　,

my shadow pressing down on Shui Ling on the bed. 　　She 　　was asleep 　　. 　　Her

long legs looked 　　at 　　her 　　father 　　.

**********

... Someone cleans my bed every day, and to keep me from smoking, they check the trash bags daily. 　　Damn, I'm under house arrest. 　　Looking out the window, there's a street, bustling with people every day. At the end is a fish ball shop run by two sisters. I often 　　go there. Turning　　in from there is a deep alley. The sixth shop from the left has a very dilapidated 　　iron gate few women inside, all of whom I know well. But 　　now I rarely have the chance to 　　go 　　. 　　********** 　　... I've seen this hand masturbate her son's penis; the tubular penis was squeezed out of her palm, half-soft and half-hard. The bracelet trembled as her hand moved up and down, gleaming eerily. 　　I felt my son was destined to be cuckolded. 　　"Dad...Dad..." 　　"Hmm? Oh..." 　　Looking up, I could see a blurry breast through the glass, fleetingly, and then her pajamas returned to their original state, draped over her breasts. Her breasts were large, so much so that the fabric stretched them open, concealing her usually slender waist, which curved around her hips and drooped down. 　　Her thighs were completely naked 　　, seemingly ready to spill out from under the hem, like peeled willow branches. 　　"I'm going to sleep now...you should rest early too, don't stay up too late." She 　　swayed away. 　　She was seducing me. 　　********** ... But I 'll still fuck her whenever she has time . Her pubic hair is thick, like the crops I've planted; I can 　　smell the grass on her, mixed with the pungent smell of the wastebasket , like freshly cut grass. 　　Towards the end, she'll leap like a fish and cry out, " Daddy 　　, my daddy... 　　" 　　**************** 　　... 　　The pajamas were made of a soft, smooth fabric, like delicate skin. Beneath my hands were her mountain-like breasts, the white gradually expanding in the darkness. 　　As I loosened the belt, she stirred, murmuring softly. 　　I parted the clothes, revealing her satin-like body, which spilled out like mercury, filling my eyes with tears. 　　"Dad…" 　　I seemed to hear that cry in my ears. My penis was aroused, hard and erect. 　　I parted her legs, hidden beneath the skirt for so many years—there was no sense of unfamiliarity. My fingers parted the edge of her panties, the damp scent wafting towards me. I pulled out my phone from my pocket, turned it on, and saw fluffy pubic hair scattered around, surrounding the narrow, tightly closed entrance, the fluorescent glow illuminating her vulva like a blue flower. 　　I swallowed hard, resisting the urge to pounce. I had to stay calm, because I was getting old, my strength wasn't what it used to be, and I wasn't confident I could successfully overcome my daughter-in-law's resistance. Before she woke up, I had to get my cock inside her… 　　Her thighs were a little cool, like tofu just pulled from the water. I buried my head between her legs, savoring that sumptuous feast. Her pink labia were spread open, revealing smooth, tender flesh inside, as delicate and alluring . I greedily explored inside with my tongue… This was my daughter-in-law's full body. If it weren't for me , this beastly father-in-law, perhaps no other man would ever have the chance to see and taste her! And I was the one in this world who shouldn't have had all of this. 　　Perhaps sensing something amiss, her body moved slightly, one leg bent, and at the same time, one hand reached down to her lower abdomen and scratched a few times. I was startled and immediately stopped, holding my breath and watching her reaction. Fortunately, it was just a natural reaction; she showed no signs of waking up. She adjusted her position and went back to sleep. 　　I used my fingers to spread her labia wide apart, revealing her clitoris, and carefully licked it. Almost simultaneously, Shui Ling's lower abdomen contracted, and I could clearly see the tiny twitching in her perineum. What a sensitive body! I could hardly control myself; I felt a frenzied excitement, my heart...

Her throbbing was intense, as if it were about to leap from her throat.

Her entire vulva was now wet, indistinguishable between my saliva and her secretions. Her
clitoris, erect from stimulation, swelled and hardened, standing erect like a sprouting pea in the air. Even in her sleep,
Shui Ling's body remained faithful, uncontrollably reacting to the touch.

Kneeling between her legs, I guided my penis towards her genitals. I glanced at her sleeping
face, beautiful and serene, completely unaware of the danger approaching step by step. I pressed the head of my penis against her
labia , slowly but surely pushing it in with my thumb. Her panties were still constricted
at the base of her thighs, and the slowly indenting glans made her already swollen mons pubis appear even fuller.
This step was difficult; it was tight, narrow, and rugged inside, with a natural resistance. If I released my fingers from
the glans , it might even be forced out! I was so excited that my whole body trembled uncontrollably,
my scalp tingled, and my penis throbbed with an unbearable urge to ejaculate!

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down—the grand feast had only just begun, and I couldn't let
things fall apart at such a crucial moment.

"Father..."

I heard a voice call again, echoing clearly in my ear.

I felt my hallucination was strange; as people get older, all sorts of problems arise...

My penis was being squeezed deeper and deeper into her vagina, like bare feet stepping into a mud pit. I was walking into the mud pit
just like my penis. Many years ago, I had walked into it like a beast,
and then my daughter died. She hung herself from a tree in the yard. Before she died, she carefully applied beautiful
makeup and wore a red cotton-padded coat. It snowed that day, and she stood tall in the snow in her red coat, like a seductive prostitute
selling her smiles to winter.

She dutifully prepared my last meal, but what she put in the bowl was a clump of grass.

Dry, yellow, and withered.

My penis was finally fully inside, and it felt wonderful. My daughter-in-law's vagina was different from a prostitute's; at least I didn't need a condom
for safety! I slowly pulled my penis out, then slowly pushed it back in, watching
it gradually become wet, covered in my daughter-in-law's fluids. It was so stimulating; having sex with a woman I couldn't have myself
was always more enjoyable than with the housekeeper or a prostitute on the street.

There wasn't much fluid inside yet; when I pulled my penis out, it would pull out pink, tender flesh
, glistening with moisture, as if coated with wax. It was almost exactly the same as many years ago, the only difference
being that my daughter's vagina was bleeding, a more vibrant red! I was captivated by that beauty, and from then on,
I was haunted by it . Later, I made all the women I had sex with call me "Dad." My wife did, Widow Wang did, Chen Gui's
wife did, the housekeeper did, and all the women behind the iron gate did! My

daughter-in-law called me that often, but never in bed.

I desperately want her to call me "Dad" when I'm having sex with her; that would make me content. My daughter
hasn't called me that since I slept with her, which is a regret, and I hope to
find that regret in my daughter-in-law. I'm old, and my penis isn't as hard and strong as it used to be. If I keep dragging this on, I won't be able to have sex with
women anymore! When a man can't have sex anymore, he's not far from death.

The vagina is starting to feel smooth, the thrusting is becoming easier, and my daughter-in-law's body is being
awakened ; her vagina is beginning to bloom like a flower. A woman's vagina is a flower, beautiful and alluring. All
flowers in this world are reproductive organs; all flowers are vaginas.

Peonies are prostitutes, lilies are resentful women, crabapples are chaste, and roses are virgins.

My daughter-in-law is my daughter.

The only difference is that daughters have been spoiled and sulky. My daughter-in-law is always polite, her intimacy
tinged with reverence. A daughter's vagina is prepared for outsiders to have sex with; a daughter-in-law's vagina is prepared for her son to have sex with. Now
my son rarely fucks his own cunt anymore, so my daughter-in-law's cunt has become desolate, like a garden
strewn with petals, a mess even mice wouldn't crawl over.

If you love flowers, you must fuck them, don't let them wither away alone.

If you love flowers, you must fuck them with gratitude, because these flowers now bloom only to be fucked by you,
and after receiving your penis, pleasure will grow from their mouths, and then they will give you oral sex.

Many years ago, because I loved flowers, I killed my daughter, just like watering flowers too much,
causing wither... Today, I started watering the flowers again, and after watering them, I withered as well.

Legs bent, spread open lasciviously and passionately, like someone waiting for the return of the snowstorm. The grass on her cunt is
as lush as autumn thorns, and I trek through the thorns, seeing this garden devastated, heartbreakingly desolate. I
accidentally touched that leg; perhaps I'm old, and I don't have the same ease I used to have for this!

**********

...

"You old beast, Father. How dare you be a father-in-law? Your penis should have been impotent long ago."

"Don't talk, my good daughter, let Father fuck you slowly, a few more thrusts and all the juices will come out."

"You'll be struck by lightning sooner or later..." Shui Ling wrapped her legs around my waist like vines. Her clean and beautiful face transformed into
her daughter's.

"Daughter-in-law, move, move." I used my hands to separate the vagina that had swallowed my penis, watching it
greedily swallow my penis.

"Go ahead, move yourself! When you're done, we'll wait for the lightning to strike us..."

"Sigh!

"

A thunderclap lit up the room, lit up her daughter's face, her snow-white and smooth body twisting like a snake.

Tears streamed down her face. A page of the

almanac

hanging above the bed was blown aside by the wind.

July 15th.

Ghost Festival.

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